The late Harry Dean Stanton turns in a fine performance as the title character in Lucky, a non-comedic version of Seinfeld in that it’s a movie about not much at all. Mildly entertaining but instantly forgettable, Lucky may appeal to fans of mildly entertaining but instantly forgettable movies (surprise: those people exist) but few others.

Stanton plays an aging atheist who lives alone and does things he’s been doing for a long time. He interacts with neighbors and sort of befriends a social worker who checks in on him. At the end, he wanders up to a large cactus and stares at it.

There’s nothing really wrong with Lucky, but having watched it a couple weeks back now I’m honestly already scraping for words to describe it. It isn’t bad, but generally unremarkable. And as good as Stanton is, there’s nothing particular challenging in the role to elevate him above the material.

Lucky is a fine little film, but generally unremarkable. Watch it if you’re a Harry Dean Stanton fan, or really like mildly entertaining but instantly forgettable movies.

Review by Erik Samdahl unless otherwise indicated.